For Han Mo, he hopes that more and more singers can participate in the masked king, which shows that the program is not only attractive to people, but also attractive to singers.


    "Brother Han, I know why so many singers want to participate in our program." Little Pang Xie looked at the computer screen, his chubby face crowded together because he smiled too happily.


    Yang Guang leaned over, "what''s the matter? Tell me what to sell. "


    "Among the top ten popular search songs, 8 were sung in our program."


    "There are only 8 singers, and 8 songs are on the list." Yang Guang stared at the charts and counted the songs on them.


    Xiao pangxie raised his chin. "Yes, I turned down. Other songs on our program yesterday also ranked among the top 20 hot search songs."


    "On our program, songs that have been forgotten by people have become popular again. Do you think those singers can not be jealous? Don''t you want to compete for the show? " Little pangxie said with a smile.


    The more attention is paid, the next few programs will be more critical, and the task of selecting singers will be more arduous. For live programs, if the strength of singers is not good, any singing defects will be exposed. A small food may bring great negative news to the program.


    Too many people are paying attention to the program, and too many media are waiting for opportunities to report the program.


    Compared with the proud data, the media prefer to see mistakes in the live broadcast of a certain issue of the masked king of songs, so that they can write more topics.


    The singers of the second phase have been determined in the morning, and the first round of chorus of the second phase will be grouped in advance.


    Because of the foundation of the first phase, the preparations for the second phase were very smooth. The singers prepared their own songs, handed over the song samples and accompaniment to the program group three days in advance, and rehearsed one day in advance.


    Everything is arranged properly. Han Mo, as the first decision-maker, has delegated power, and general matters are handed over to the director group.


    That afternoon.


    Han Mo left sichen media early. Han Mo looked at the time. At this time, the little guy should have just finished learning the piano.


    Xuanxuan''s curriculum is random except that dancing in the morning and piano in the afternoon are fixed time.


    Han Mo didn''t tell his family that he would go back in advance. He had just come out of the elevator. Before he went to his door, he heard a faint song coming from the direction of their home.


    The voice is getting closer and closer. Han Mo knows who is singing at the moment without seeing people.


    Although the key is inserted into the keyhole, turn it to open the lock.


    As the door opened a small gap, the sound in the door suddenly became louder.


    Han Mo opened the door and saw everything in the house.


    The little guy had a square paper box over his head.


    Maybe I learned from the experience of the morning. In the morning, because I put my clothes on my head casually, I couldn''t see the situation in front. I didn''t even know whether my father was looking at himself or not.


    So this time when the little guy made the mask, he took out two holes in the front of the cardboard box directly, and just two big eyes could see out through the holes.


    At the moment, the little guy has a paper box on his head and a grandma''s silk scarf around his neck. He wraps the sheets around his body. The shape is quite strange.


    When Han Mo opened the door, the little guy just sang to the end, dragged a long ending, and then put a closing pose.


    Chen Yuehong and Han Jun clapped their hands in order to cooperate with their granddaughter. Their applause was comparable to that of a whole row of audience.


    They were all too involved. One was too involved in singing, and the other two were too involved in playing the audience. They didn''t hear Han Mo opening the door.


    At the moment, the little guy just finished singing and stopped at his finishing action. He suddenly saw his father. Just like every day, he started, ran up and accelerated to jump on his father.


    But suddenly I thought that I was not Xuanxuan, but the masked king of songs, so I stopped again.


    Han Mo was ready to meet the little guy. He leaned forward slightly, but the little guy didn''t run over again.


    "Yuxuan, come here." Her daughter suddenly ran to her like a swallow. Han Mo was not used to it.


    The little guy suddenly stood up and said, "please don''t call me Xuanxuan. I''m the masked singer, Meng Xiaoxuan."


    Han Mo chuckled.


    The little guy carried his two small hands behind his back, "now please listen to the jury for comments, guess the singer and the final vote."


    Because the little guy''s head was covered with a big paper box. Although he took out two holes, the sound transmission effect was not very good. Han Mo didn''t hear what he said at once and didn''t react. The old couple on the sofa next to him began their exquisite performance.


    "I guess Meng Xiaoxuan is Shuya. From the image, temperament, and singing style. " Chen Yuehong pretended to be the tone of the hearing group.


    Han Mo listened to his mother''s comments and looked at the little guy again.


    Image? Temperament?


    A man with a paper box on his head and a quilt list wrapped around his body. Where did my mother come from? I can see that the image temperament is very similar to Shuya? If Shuya hears this, she will question her image and temperament.


    Han Jun, as another member of the hearing group, of course has different opinions from the previous one. He hurriedly said, "no, no, the ghost sister yesterday can be a male singer. I guess it''s not impossible that Meng Xiaoxuan is a male singer.


    Han Mo sat down to watch them perform. He poured himself a cup of tea. He just took a sip. He almost didn''t spray out when he heard his father''s words.


    Chen Yuehong was also very cooperative. She said with a suddenly enlightened expression, "old Han, what you said is very reasonable. According to your guess, which male singer will Meng Xiaoxuan be?"


    Han Mo smiled and shook his head. The old couple really used their lives to act in order to cooperate with their granddaughter.


    The little guy seems very satisfied with Grandpa''s comments and looks forward to Grandpa''s guess.


    Han Jun said with a serious face, "this is clearly Han mo. as soon as she appeared, I saw it. It''s the singer Han mo."


    Han Mo held his saliva for a long time, but he didn''t spray it out.


    The little guy laughed and jumped, "Dad, it''s your turn, you should let me expose my face."


    Han Mo didn''t expect that there would be his own part of the play. He hurriedly cooperated and said, "please take off his mask, singer Meng Xiaoxuan."


    Then Han Mo hummed out the song that would sound when he exposed his face.


    The little guy gently lifted the carton with both hands and slowly took the box off his head.


    "Ha ha, you guessed wrong. I''m not a mother or a father. I''m Xuanxuan!"


    The old man snapped down the sofa, "ah, it''s Xuanxuan. Grandpa thought you were your father."


    Chen Yuehong covered her mouth with both hands. "Xuanxuan, you disguised very well. Grandma thought you were a mother!"


    Han Mo, "..."